[ More. Bariyan fights it again, harder than last time. Forcing his grip to tighten, using the hand still against Koltira's chest to brace himself, trying to shove away. But the spell is nothing that Bariyan's able to fight against. He stills, eventually.
The change in Koltira is startling. Bariyan hadn't been expecting that, either. He reflects back just briefly on the conversations they'd had prior to this; he'd liked Koltira, trusted him. Did he still? He considers, with some detachment, what is happening now. All the little twists that he hadn't anticipated.
It isn't Koltira's bloodlust that concerns him -- he knows the reasons behind that, knows Koltira doesn't have a choice in it. It's the slow, methodical way Koltira is going about fulfilling that lust....
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The change in Koltira is startling. Bariyan hadn't been expecting that, either. He reflects back just briefly on the conversations they'd had prior to this; he'd liked Koltira, trusted him. Did he still? He considers, with some detachment, what is happening now. All the little twists that he hadn't anticipated.
It isn't Koltira's bloodlust that concerns him -- he knows the reasons behind that, knows Koltira doesn't have a choice in it. It's the slow, methodical way Koltira is going about fulfilling that lust....
Bariyan's eyes flicker shut. ]